Sierra County advocate. [volume] (Kingston, N.M.) 1884-1960, 1887-01-22

| South; not through protest against the
old, but because of new conditions, new
adjustments, and, ifyou please. new idea,
and aspirations. 1t is TO this that ! ad
dress myself.
Let me remind you that the Virgins
Cavalier first challenged France on thi;
continent--that Cavalier John Smith
gave New England its very name. ant
was so pleased with the job that he has
been handing it around ever since-and
while Miles Standish was cutting of
mems ears for courting girl without hel
patents consent and forbade men to kiss
their wives on Sunday the Cavalier was
courting everything in sight, and that
the Almighty had vouchsafed great in
crease to the Cavalier colonies. the huts
in the wilderness being as full as the nests
in the woods.
CONTRAST WITH TALMAGE.
Then came the most dramatic part OF
tie speech DIR. Talmage. who spoke
first. closed his speech with q dramatic
picture of the review of Shermans army
in Washington after the war had closed.
quote his words, that the full situation
may be understood. DIR. Talmage said;
But of all the past, and of all the
| present. and of all the future, nothing
| will ever be witnessed equal to the scene
| which blazed before my eyes the first
| time | saw Gen. Sherman. 1t was the
greatest day | ever saw The like was
never witnessed in this world, and never
will be again. 1t was the day when the
armies came back from the South and
,,I ~, lof, tha et,J
at Washington. God knew that the day
was stupendous, and he cleansed the
heavens of clouds and mist and chill, and
strung the blue sky as triumphal arch
for the returning warriors to pass under.
From Arlington Heights the spring
foliage shook out its welcome as the
hosts came over the hills, and the spark
ling. of the Potomac tossed their
gold'to meet the battalions as they came
over the Long Bridge in almost intermin-
able lines The Capitol had never
seemed so majestic as that morning, look
ing upon the tide of men that came
surging down, bllow after bilow, pass
ing in silence, yet | heard in every step
those conflicts through which they had
waded, and seemed to see dripping from
their smoky flags the blood of our
country's martyrs
For the best part of two days we
stood and watched the filing on of the
same endless battalions, brigade after
brigade, division after division, host after
host, ever moving. ever passing, march
ing, marching. Tram, tramp, tramp.
Thousands after thousands Battery
front Arms shouldered Columns solid
Shoulder to shoulder Wheel to wheel
Charger to charger Nostril to nostril
Commanders on horses, with their reins
entwined with roses, their necks en-
chained with garlands- hundreds of
thousands of heroes marching on. Huzzai
Huzza Shall | ever forget the day.
THE RETURNING CONFEDERATE.
Stupendous cheering greeted this
picture. As the cheering subsidized, Gen.
Sherman was introduced and was received
with three times three and tiger.
Referring to this episode, Mr. Grady,
after pause. in which he seemed to be
considering what he should say, lifted his
head and said:
DIR, Talmage has drawn for you with
masters hand, the picture of your
returning armies. He has told you how,
in the pomp and circumstance of war,
they came back to you marching with
proud and victorious tread, reading their
glory in a nations eyes Will you bear
with me while l tell you of another
army that sought its home at the close of
the late war-an army that marched
home in defeat and not in victory-in
pathos and not in splendor, but in glory
that equaled yours, and to hearts as
loving as ever welcomed heroes home
Let me picture to you the footsore Con-
federate soldier, as, buttoning up in his
faded gray jacket the parole which was
to bear testimony to his children of his /
fidelity and faith, turned his face South /
ward from App pomattox in April, 1865. |
Think of him as, ragged, half f-starved
heavy hearted, enfeebled by want and |
wounds, having fought to exhaustion, he
surrenders his gun. wrings the hands of
his comrades in silence, and lifting his
tear-stained and pallid face for the last
time to the graves that dot the old Vir- I
ginia hills pulls his gray cap over his (
brow and begins the slow and painful /
Journey What does he find-let me ask .
you who went to your homes eager to j
find, in the welcome you had justly
earned, full payment for four years
sacrifice what does he find when,
having followed the battlestained cross
against overwhelming odds, dreading
death not half SO much as surrender. he
reaches the home he left so pro o>perous
and beautiful He finds his house in
ruins, his farm devastated his slaves free,
his stock killed, his barns empty, his
trade destroyed, his money worthless.
his social system, feudal in its magnifi-
cence, swept away ; his people without
law or legal status, his comrades slain,
and the burdens of others heavy on his
shoulders. Crushed by defeat, his very
traditions are gone. Without money,
credit, employment, material or training
and, beside all this, confronted with
the gravest problem that ever met human
establishing of a status
For the vast body of his liberated slaves
FROM APRIL TO JUNE.
What does he do-this hero in gray
with heart of gold? Does he sit down
n sullunness and despair Not for day.
surely God, who had stripped him of his
inspired him in his adversely
Asylum was never before so overwhelm-
ng never was restoration swifter The
'oldier stepped from the trenches into the